Tosh.0 Blog

Because all you scumbags are illegally pirating your music these days (something that I am morally opposed to and would NEVER do), the album cover has largely become a thing of the past. Sure, they still technically exist, but mostly just as thumbnails on your Pandorify or whatever it's called. So in this digital age, how the hell is an artist like Dick Black supposed to offer up a taste of himself?

There are few places on earth where you can expect to see more frightening/fascinating people than on the subway. I don't know what it is, but there's just something about an underground train that brings out the very best of the wingnuts.

Take our friend here for example. After a night out on the town he's riding home in the comfort of only his own skin, whilst enjoying one last brew for the road. He is who he is, and those are his balls. Deal with it.